Right, let's get one thing straight here. This record has been hailed as "ground breaking". Well no, no it's not and nor is it going to help Ikil Oriion (which apparently means 'the brightest star in the galaxy') conquer Planet Rock.
Hailing from New Orleans, Ikil Oriion comes from a rich ethnic family background that is a melting pot of African-American, Cherokee and French ancestry. His influences range across the Sex Pistols, The Clash, Morissey, Prince, The Police, The Cure, New Order, Depeche Mode, Bad Brains and the Beastie Boys. Unfortunately growing up in such a musically rich culture has not given young IKIL ORIION any soul.
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Ikil also, and I quote here, "embraces music, art and fashion in a way Andy Warhol or Basquiat would today, showcasing the distinct synergies between the three mediums. He has coined the phrase and genre 'Raw Noir Nouveau Punk' and has been described as "Post-Rock".
Er, again, no he's not, no he hasn't and nor is he the future of modern music regardless of whether he has drawn comparisons to such as Lenny Kravitz, Mick Jagger, David Bowie and Iggy Pop; doesn't even come close.
So, what exactly is this ground breaking album actually like then? To be fair, it's not bad. The 'Raw Noir Nouveau Punk' label he has given the album is misleading as there is little that is Nour, and the only thing nouveau punk about 'Paranoise Void' is the fact the album has just been released. As for being raw, I suppose it is, in a sort of no-hair-out-of-place sort of way; very manufactured.
The song writing is not bad, there certainly are no duds on here but neither is there anything that stands out. The production gives the whole effort a sort of ringing groove that early U2 and Simple Minds used to have.
It is manufactured rock for the Paramore generation, corporate 'punk' that is designed to appeal to the chic set who like to look the part but never in anything that's been worn more than once. This is rock for those who boast that an opportune flea bite on their fore arm is a needle mark.
I cannot see where 'Paranoise Void' fits in beyond the coffee tables and children's bedrooms of the nouveau riche. Any rocker worth their salt is going to see right through the pretentions and the rest accept its pose as the real thing.